January 8, 2025 • 26 mins
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When was the last time she truly felt alive?
For Ashley, life had become a quiet, monotonous hum—comfortable, predictable, and utterly uninspired. A successful career behind her, her children grown and gone, and a marriage that had slowly settled into the dull rhythm of routine.
She loved her husband, sure, but love couldn’t fill the aching void of longing that had crept into her soul. She needed more. More color. More passion. More... something.
So, on a whim (and perhaps a sip too much of wine one evening), she signed up for an art class.
What Ashley didn’t expect was her.
The young woman—confident, magnetic, and breathtakingly unconventional—swept into Ashley’s life like a vivid streak of red paint on a blank, sterile canvas. Hints of mystery and mischief danced in her eyes, and her touch lingered just a second too long on Ashley's hand as she taught her how to hold the brush. It wasn’t just art they created together; it was heat.
A smoldering exploration of forgotten desires and newly awakened hungers.But where does newfound passion fit in a life already established? And what happens when Ashley introduces this radiant muse to her husband over dinner? Will their love shatter under the intensity of her revelations... or does Ashley discover that desire, when embraced, can create the most unexpected masterpiece of all?
Canvas of Desire is a story painted in shades of longing, curiosity, and raw, undeniable chemistry. Prepare to be swept into Ashley’s world where boundaries blur, art becomes a seduction, and the heart is reminded that it’s never too late to crave change, crave excitement, and crave more.Press play, and let’s explore the art of passion together.
When was the last time she truly felt alive?
For Ashley, life had become a quiet, monotonous hum—comfortable, predictable, and utterly uninspired. A successful career behind her, her children grown and gone, and a marriage that had slowly settled into the dull rhythm of routine.
She loved her husband, sure, but love couldn’t fill the aching void of longing that had crept into her soul. She needed more. More color. More passion. More... something.
So, on a whim (and perhaps a sip too much of wine one evening), she signed up for an art class.
What Ashley didn’t expect was her.
The young woman—confident, magnetic, and breathtakingly unconventional—swept into Ashley’s life like a vivid streak of red paint on a blank, sterile canvas. Hints of mystery and mischief danced in her eyes, and her touch lingered just a second too long on Ashley's hand as she taught her how to hold the brush. It wasn’t just art they created together; it was heat.
A smoldering exploration of forgotten desires and newly awakened hungers.But where does newfound passion fit in a life already established? And what happens when Ashley introduces this radiant muse to her husband over dinner? Will their love shatter under the intensity of her revelations... or does Ashley discover that desire, when embraced, can create the most unexpected masterpiece of all?
Canvas of Desire is a story painted in shades of longing, curiosity, and raw, undeniable chemistry. Prepare to be swept into Ashley’s world where boundaries blur, art becomes a seduction, and the heart is reminded that it’s never too late to crave change, crave excitement, and crave more.Press play, and let’s explore the art of passion together.
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Speaker 1 (00:22):
Before we dive into today's fantasy, I want to take
a moment, just the two of us to talk about
something that could well could change or experience of pleasure forever.
Have you ever found yourself closing your eyes during a story,
(00:46):
feeling the words wrap around you, pulling you into a
world where fantasies come to life? Oh? I know you do.
But what if you could experience all of that and
so much more on an entirely new level. Let me
(01:12):
introduce you to the Sentraal Awakenings app. This isn't just
another stories app. This is your playground for pleasure, where
your imagination and your body come together. In wait, it
will leave you breathless. Firstly, there are the erotic stories,
(01:34):
seductive tells that spark your desires, ignite your imagination, and
invite you to get lost in it all. Then we
have experiential Erotica, my unique guided hypnosis sessions designed to
make your wildest fantasies felm irresistibly real. You don't just
(01:58):
hear them, you feel them every kiss, every leg, every thrust,
and if you're ready to take it to the next level,
the tantric sessions will awaken sensations and connections you didn't
even know you were capable of experiencing. Trust me, You've
(02:23):
never felt intimacy like this before. And you know you
can enjoy all of this commercial free and with your
very own free trial. And here's the best part. Central
Awakenings is all about your pleasure. It's private, it's personal,
(02:47):
and it's all about taking you wherever your fantasies want
to go within the safety of your own mind. You
deserve this fear or everything. Explore the world inside the
app and inside yourself sort of. Go ahead and download
(03:09):
Sensual Awakenings app follow the link in this episode's notes,
or come and see me at Wildinbed dot com. I'm
waiting for you. I'm waiting for you to take the
next step into your deepest desires. So let's begin, shall we.
(03:37):
On this episode of erotic Stories from Wild and Bad
her listeners m FF Fantasy, Ashley is lost in her life,
a gray, monochrome existence that doesn't work for her anymore.
She has lived her life, done everything that was expected,
(03:59):
heck normal, and for what to pay for her own
prison cell craft, the very chains that bound her. Now
now it was time for a change, to escape this prison,
to break those chains. But where does a woman go
(04:20):
to find her new passion? Hi, Yes, Devlin, and welcome
to another episode of Wild in Bed, your destination for
salacious stories, sensual satisfaction, and fingerloking good fantasies. So on
(04:42):
tonight's episode, well, I was going to do an erotic meditation. However,
h Ashley sounded very enthusiastic about having her fantasy right
here on the Part podcast, So tonight this is a
(05:05):
little shout out to ask in her fantasy. I know
you didn't think I'd give you a shout out, but
here it is now. I do hope you're laying on
your bed, you'll close loosened, just put those ear butts in,
(05:27):
then close your eyes, surrender to the pleasure of my
voice caressing over you. And when you're ready to surrender
to pleasure, go ahead and take a nice deep breath
(05:48):
and just hold it for a moment and then release
it with a sigh, letting go of any tension, any stress. Yes,
for the next twenty minutes or so, it's just you
and my voice. This is your time, your time to relax,
(06:11):
your time for sensual satisfaction, your time to release those
in a desires as you feel my voice going with
you as you immerse yourself into Night's story. The night
air was thick and warm, full of the smell of
(06:34):
burning wood and the chirrups of night birds. Ashley cast
her eye over the shadow drenched lawn below. So many
memories lived here, so many reasons to stay, so many
things that trapped her. It wasn't always this way, but
(06:57):
now it just seemed like there was no escape. It
was a quiet night, perfect, she thought, for the first
steps on her new adventure. She had spent so many
nights sitting in her marital bed, thinking of what she
could do, if only she had the nerve, if only
(07:19):
she could rid herself this damn self doubt. How she
could rekindle their marriage, rediscover the passion they had once shared,
the uninhibited fund, before the kids, before the mortgage, before
having to be a damn adult all the time. Caressing
(07:40):
her fingers longingly over the soft material of the bed linens,
Ashley closed her eyes for a moment. She could almost
feel that lost heat right now. Confused over whether she
should cry or whether she should indulge her memories in
(08:00):
a moment of self pleasure, she just shook her head
Tonight wasn't about the past, or lost passions, or trying
to live a memory that had long since died. Tonight
was about Ashley and a new adventure. She had readied
(08:21):
her bag and put on her most comfortable clothes, nothing special,
just a pair of old jeans and a baggy T shirt.
She slipped out of her house, careful not to awaken James,
her husband, and made a way towards the edge of town.
(08:41):
As she walked, she felt the familiar thrill of freedom
and adventure, but also a deep sense of sorrow for
all that she was leaving behind. The moon shone from
a sky full of stars, and she shivered despite the
warmth of the night. Ashley was never one for superstitions,
(09:04):
but at that moment she made a silent wish for
a better future, a different future. Walking on and soon
the town was behind her, she felt a strange sense
of calm and focus, Knowing that from this point onward
(09:24):
her life would never be the same again. She felt
a nervous tingle in her belly, one that was both
exhilarating and slightly terrifying. She was embarking on something new,
something that was entirely hers. There was a sense of
power and liberation in this single moment, and she could
(09:48):
feel it surging through her veins. She had spent the
entire day preparing for this night, packing a small bag
with her essentials, and gathering the courage to finally take
this step. Now, standing in the moonlight, ready to go,
she felt a pang of doubt, and then she remembered
(10:11):
all of the days she had spent sitting in her
marriage bed, dreaming of something different. All of these days
she had longed for freedom, something she could call her own,
something that was purely Ashley. She knew the only way
to gain that freedom was to take this first step,
(10:32):
and so she did, And as she walked down the street,
she was aware of the disapproving glare of her neighbors.
She had been married to her husband for twenty five years,
and here she was walking away from the security of
an empty marriage and into the unknown. But instead of
(10:55):
shrinking away, she held her head high, determined to make
this night this moment, hers and hers alone. Arriving at
her destination, a small studio at the edge of town,
a sign above the door read making New Passions. She
(11:19):
slowly opened the door, feeling a sense of anticipation as
she stepped into the warm glow of the light beyond. Inside,
a veil of orange light adorned every surface, and the
walls were lined with canvases of all sizes. There were
(11:40):
sketches and paintings of erotic scenes of moments of passion,
all in various stages of completion. The scene sort of
reminded her of a music festival her and James had
attended years ago, colorful canvas of tents adorning the fields.
(12:03):
The excitement, the energy of being free and uninhibited fueled
their bodies, and strangely and perhaps surprisingly, Ashley felt that
sensation right now. In the center of the room was
a large wooden table with pencils, paints, and brushes arranged
(12:29):
neatly around it. The sight of the tools of her
new passion brought a smile to her lips. She carefully
unpacked her bag and set up her workspace. As she did,
her mind was alive with possibilities. Here she could create
whatever she desired. Here she could explore the depths of
(12:52):
her imagination. Her heart raised as she finally mustered the
courage to make her first mink. She looked up at
the male model and saw his sculpted muscles beneath his
tan skin, shining in the soft studio light. With a
(13:14):
deep breath, she clicked her pencils a razor on top
of her sketch pad, and slowly started to outline his form.
The sense of freedom and joy was palpable as she
put pencil to paper. It was like a drug, and
as the minutes passed, she felt her soul expand with
(13:37):
each stroke of the pencil. Her pencil teased over the
paper as her eyes drifted over his chest, noticing the
warm light of the studio caressing his muscles. Biting her lip,
ashly tried to focus on her artwork, try not to
(14:00):
let the lust field thoughts and memories distract her. As
her fingers lingered over his nipples, so tight, so pert,
so inviting. Slowly, her hands sketched the tight lines of
his abdomen, shading the definitions of his muscles, her hand
(14:25):
lingering over the top of his towel, the only peter
material covering any part of his body. The studio light
cast a flattering shadow over the bulge beneath, defining it,
enhancing it. Ashley's thighs tensed to the memory of a
(14:49):
firm erection, inviting her touch her lips her desire, A
long forgotten throbbing sensation moved between her thighs. Squirming uncomfortably
on her stool, The soft material of her panties tormented
her desire further. Ashley began drawing the memory from her
(15:15):
youth from the festival, no towel, only the misty sun
shining through the canvas of the tent. The warmth of
the air dripped with intimate passion as the three of
them looked at each other. It had been completely unplanned,
(15:37):
but weren't all the best moments of passion that way?
An insect bite the needed attention, That's all it had taken.
The red swelling on Loris, her best friend's knee, was
angry and red as Ashley slid her hand over the wound,
rubbing the antiseptic cream into the affected skin. Within moments,
(16:04):
the skin returned to normal and Laura's moans of discomfort changed.
Parting her legs, Laura allowed her skirt to fall back
over her hips, the flight of the sun glistening on
her wet panties, the gemstones of her pleasure glistening in
(16:26):
the warm light, and then a pause, a moment of
thought and contemplation, as the heat of the two women's
gazes created a new energy between the friends. Not a
word was spoken of approval or rejection, just an inner
knowledge that in this moment, right now, this is what
(16:51):
they both desired. Ashley's fingers pushed up the soft skin
of Laura's thighs, caressing every inch with her lips, her breath,
her tongue teasing warm wet circles higher and higher. Laura
moaned her pleasure, her fingertips exploring Ashley's hair, pulling her
(17:17):
tighter against her, wanting her lips, her tongue to explore
her completely. Ashley paused for a moment at the top
of her thigh, watching the gentle pulsing beneath Laura's panties.
This was a moment she had thought about often, but
(17:37):
never had the courage to pursue. Hear away from all restrictions,
all inhibitions, this was the moment to experience it. Tracing
her fingers slowly up and down the wet material of
Laura's panties, actually smiled listening to her friend's gen moans,
(18:01):
knowing for well the desire that must be burning inside,
eventually pulling the material to one side. Her fingers slid
along her lips, teasing them, forcing Laura to raise her hips.
In a desperate need to be fulfilled. To be satisfied, bitch,
(18:24):
Laura cursed playfully, just eat me, ash Dipping her head,
she traced a long line along the neatly trimmed pubic, air,
pressing gently between her lips. Ashley had tasted her own
pleasure several times and not thought much of it, but
(18:46):
tasting her friend's warm nectar had an intense taste she
wasn't expecting. Pushing her lips apart, Ashley pressed her tongue
into a waiting pussy, hung eating at her juices. Laura
of rithe beneath her touch, pushing her pussy up tight
(19:06):
against her lips. The heat of Ashley's breath pummeled her pleasure,
burning through her like a wildfire. Ashley's hands pressed over
her stomach and poured her shirt apart to expose her
friend's soft breasts, grasping them tightly, pinching her nipples between
(19:26):
finger and thumb. Ash She could feel the sensations in
her friend's body vibrating through her clit Sucking that nub
gently at first, just between her lips, she circled it
slowly before pulling it between her teeth. Knowing the sweet
(19:47):
wave of pleasure in pain that would be resonating through
a core, her tongue flicked harder, pummeling Laura's clit, whipping
it with savage correct that forced her body to submit
to their desires. Ashley's own body resonated in sympathy with
(20:08):
her friends. She could feel how swollen her pussy was
desperate for its own attention. Caught between a rock and
a hard place, Ashley was desperate to explore her passion
to orgasm with her friend, but was not ready to
yield the pleasure of massaging her breasts. Suddenly, a wave
(20:31):
of cool air filled the tent, and Ashley could smell
the heady fragrance of James's cologne. They had discussed her
fantasies many times, but had never agreed to enact it.
A moment of nervous silence filled the tent as time
seemed to stand still. Suddenly, James's grasping Ashley's hips, lifting
(20:57):
her up, his hard cocks swelling against her cheeks. Without waiting,
he pulled her skirt over her ass, exposing her naked cheeks,
before pressing his cock deep inside her wanton pussy. Somehow,
every stroke of his cock seemed more intense than it
(21:18):
had before, his erection, more swollen as it pressed along
the walls of her pussy, fucking her with deep, kneedy strokes.
Ashley pushed her hips back against James, willing him deeper,
her tongue pummeling Laura's clit with a vicious desire, willing
(21:38):
her to be as close to coming as she was
right now. Suddenly, the shock of burning pleasure scorched Ashley's
ass as James repeatedly spanked her, pressing his cock deeper
and harder with every brutal caress. Laura's pussy clutched at
her tongue, her feet pressing into the ground, desperate to
(22:02):
share this moment of pleasure, for the pair of them
to immerse themselves in their forbidding climax. Suddenly, Laura cried out.
The taste in her pussy changed as her body clenched
in her beautiful orgasm. Just the knowledge of it, the
sensation of it on Ashley's tongue, took her over the edge.
(22:25):
Her pussy, squeezing hard onto James's cock, forcing his own
orgasm to erupt inside. Ashley's fingers dug into her thighs.
As she stared at her drawing, her initial tentative monochrome
pencil strokes had given over to wide brushstrokes of color.
(22:50):
The cock she had pulled so heasitantly to draw, so
nervous of the memories it might reignite, pulsed a beautiful,
passionate red. But there was more in amongst the colors
of the tent canvases. There was a spark of something else,
something deeper. Ashley's lips formed a perfect circle as a
(23:16):
sense of inner realization moved through her mind. Gently, she whispered, oh,
ignoring the sensation of her desire dripping down her thighs.
Ashley quickly stood from her stool, packing her bag with
(23:37):
pencils and paints, and grabbing her sketch from the eagle.
She rolled it up and hurriedly thanked the model and
teacher and left the studio, Pausing for a moment in
the warmth of the night air, She dug her cellphone
out of her bag and typed a quick imprompture text
(23:59):
of course, letting off toward her home. James is due
to leave for his night shift soon, and if Ashley
got her timing right, this would be perfect. Each step
home confirmed her determination. She was now a woman with
a passion, a woman with a sense of purpose, every
(24:19):
step reaffirming the energy she felt for the first time
in years, affirming how truly alife she felt right now
in this moment. So what is Ashley got planned? Is
she going to pack up bags and leave while James
is out at work, or has she got something far
(24:42):
more salacious in mind? Well you'll just have to tune
in next week to find out. So until then, when
we can get wild in bed all over again, and
always with your pleasure in mind. This is Devil in Wild,
wishing you solacious dreams.
Before we dive into today's fantasy, I want to take
a moment, just the two of us to talk about
something that could well could change or experience of pleasure forever.
Have you ever found yourself closing your eyes during a story,
(00:46):
feeling the words wrap around you, pulling you into a
world where fantasies come to life? Oh? I know you do.
But what if you could experience all of that and
so much more on an entirely new level. Let me
(01:12):
introduce you to the Sentraal Awakenings app. This isn't just
another stories app. This is your playground for pleasure, where
your imagination and your body come together. In wait, it
will leave you breathless. Firstly, there are the erotic stories,
(01:34):
seductive tells that spark your desires, ignite your imagination, and
invite you to get lost in it all. Then we
have experiential Erotica, my unique guided hypnosis sessions designed to
make your wildest fantasies felm irresistibly real. You don't just
(01:58):
hear them, you feel them every kiss, every leg, every thrust,
and if you're ready to take it to the next level,
the tantric sessions will awaken sensations and connections you didn't
even know you were capable of experiencing. Trust me, You've
(02:23):
never felt intimacy like this before. And you know you
can enjoy all of this commercial free and with your
very own free trial. And here's the best part. Central
Awakenings is all about your pleasure. It's private, it's personal,
(02:47):
and it's all about taking you wherever your fantasies want
to go within the safety of your own mind. You
deserve this fear or everything. Explore the world inside the
app and inside yourself sort of. Go ahead and download
(03:09):
Sensual Awakenings app follow the link in this episode's notes,
or come and see me at Wildinbed dot com. I'm
waiting for you. I'm waiting for you to take the
next step into your deepest desires. So let's begin, shall we.
(03:37):
On this episode of erotic Stories from Wild and Bad
her listeners m FF Fantasy, Ashley is lost in her life,
a gray, monochrome existence that doesn't work for her anymore.
She has lived her life, done everything that was expected,
(03:59):
heck normal, and for what to pay for her own
prison cell craft, the very chains that bound her. Now
now it was time for a change, to escape this prison,
to break those chains. But where does a woman go
(04:20):
to find her new passion? Hi, Yes, Devlin, and welcome
to another episode of Wild in Bed, your destination for
salacious stories, sensual satisfaction, and fingerloking good fantasies. So on
(04:42):
tonight's episode, well, I was going to do an erotic meditation. However,
h Ashley sounded very enthusiastic about having her fantasy right
here on the Part podcast, So tonight this is a
(05:05):
little shout out to ask in her fantasy. I know
you didn't think I'd give you a shout out, but
here it is now. I do hope you're laying on
your bed, you'll close loosened, just put those ear butts in,
(05:27):
then close your eyes, surrender to the pleasure of my
voice caressing over you. And when you're ready to surrender
to pleasure, go ahead and take a nice deep breath
(05:48):
and just hold it for a moment and then release
it with a sigh, letting go of any tension, any stress. Yes,
for the next twenty minutes or so, it's just you
and my voice. This is your time, your time to relax,
(06:11):
your time for sensual satisfaction, your time to release those
in a desires as you feel my voice going with
you as you immerse yourself into Night's story. The night
air was thick and warm, full of the smell of
(06:34):
burning wood and the chirrups of night birds. Ashley cast
her eye over the shadow drenched lawn below. So many
memories lived here, so many reasons to stay, so many
things that trapped her. It wasn't always this way, but
(06:57):
now it just seemed like there was no escape. It
was a quiet night, perfect, she thought, for the first
steps on her new adventure. She had spent so many
nights sitting in her marital bed, thinking of what she
could do, if only she had the nerve, if only
(07:19):
she could rid herself this damn self doubt. How she
could rekindle their marriage, rediscover the passion they had once shared,
the uninhibited fund, before the kids, before the mortgage, before
having to be a damn adult all the time. Caressing
(07:40):
her fingers longingly over the soft material of the bed linens,
Ashley closed her eyes for a moment. She could almost
feel that lost heat right now. Confused over whether she
should cry or whether she should indulge her memories in
(08:00):
a moment of self pleasure, she just shook her head
Tonight wasn't about the past, or lost passions, or trying
to live a memory that had long since died. Tonight
was about Ashley and a new adventure. She had readied
(08:21):
her bag and put on her most comfortable clothes, nothing special,
just a pair of old jeans and a baggy T shirt.
She slipped out of her house, careful not to awaken James,
her husband, and made a way towards the edge of town.
(08:41):
As she walked, she felt the familiar thrill of freedom
and adventure, but also a deep sense of sorrow for
all that she was leaving behind. The moon shone from
a sky full of stars, and she shivered despite the
warmth of the night. Ashley was never one for superstitions,
(09:04):
but at that moment she made a silent wish for
a better future, a different future. Walking on and soon
the town was behind her, she felt a strange sense
of calm and focus, Knowing that from this point onward
(09:24):
her life would never be the same again. She felt
a nervous tingle in her belly, one that was both
exhilarating and slightly terrifying. She was embarking on something new,
something that was entirely hers. There was a sense of
power and liberation in this single moment, and she could
(09:48):
feel it surging through her veins. She had spent the
entire day preparing for this night, packing a small bag
with her essentials, and gathering the courage to finally take
this step. Now, standing in the moonlight, ready to go,
she felt a pang of doubt, and then she remembered
(10:11):
all of the days she had spent sitting in her
marriage bed, dreaming of something different. All of these days
she had longed for freedom, something she could call her own,
something that was purely Ashley. She knew the only way
to gain that freedom was to take this first step,
(10:32):
and so she did, And as she walked down the street,
she was aware of the disapproving glare of her neighbors.
She had been married to her husband for twenty five years,
and here she was walking away from the security of
an empty marriage and into the unknown. But instead of
(10:55):
shrinking away, she held her head high, determined to make
this night this moment, hers and hers alone. Arriving at
her destination, a small studio at the edge of town,
a sign above the door read making New Passions. She
(11:19):
slowly opened the door, feeling a sense of anticipation as
she stepped into the warm glow of the light beyond. Inside,
a veil of orange light adorned every surface, and the
walls were lined with canvases of all sizes. There were
(11:40):
sketches and paintings of erotic scenes of moments of passion,
all in various stages of completion. The scene sort of
reminded her of a music festival her and James had
attended years ago, colorful canvas of tents adorning the fields.
(12:03):
The excitement, the energy of being free and uninhibited fueled
their bodies, and strangely and perhaps surprisingly, Ashley felt that
sensation right now. In the center of the room was
a large wooden table with pencils, paints, and brushes arranged
(12:29):
neatly around it. The sight of the tools of her
new passion brought a smile to her lips. She carefully
unpacked her bag and set up her workspace. As she did,
her mind was alive with possibilities. Here she could create
whatever she desired. Here she could explore the depths of
(12:52):
her imagination. Her heart raised as she finally mustered the
courage to make her first mink. She looked up at
the male model and saw his sculpted muscles beneath his
tan skin, shining in the soft studio light. With a
(13:14):
deep breath, she clicked her pencils a razor on top
of her sketch pad, and slowly started to outline his form.
The sense of freedom and joy was palpable as she
put pencil to paper. It was like a drug, and
as the minutes passed, she felt her soul expand with
(13:37):
each stroke of the pencil. Her pencil teased over the
paper as her eyes drifted over his chest, noticing the
warm light of the studio caressing his muscles. Biting her lip,
ashly tried to focus on her artwork, try not to
(14:00):
let the lust field thoughts and memories distract her. As
her fingers lingered over his nipples, so tight, so pert,
so inviting. Slowly, her hands sketched the tight lines of
his abdomen, shading the definitions of his muscles, her hand
(14:25):
lingering over the top of his towel, the only peter
material covering any part of his body. The studio light
cast a flattering shadow over the bulge beneath, defining it,
enhancing it. Ashley's thighs tensed to the memory of a
(14:49):
firm erection, inviting her touch her lips her desire, A
long forgotten throbbing sensation moved between her thighs. Squirming uncomfortably
on her stool, The soft material of her panties tormented
her desire further. Ashley began drawing the memory from her
(15:15):
youth from the festival, no towel, only the misty sun
shining through the canvas of the tent. The warmth of
the air dripped with intimate passion as the three of
them looked at each other. It had been completely unplanned,
(15:37):
but weren't all the best moments of passion that way?
An insect bite the needed attention, That's all it had taken.
The red swelling on Loris, her best friend's knee, was
angry and red as Ashley slid her hand over the wound,
rubbing the antiseptic cream into the affected skin. Within moments,
(16:04):
the skin returned to normal and Laura's moans of discomfort changed.
Parting her legs, Laura allowed her skirt to fall back
over her hips, the flight of the sun glistening on
her wet panties, the gemstones of her pleasure glistening in
(16:26):
the warm light, and then a pause, a moment of
thought and contemplation, as the heat of the two women's
gazes created a new energy between the friends. Not a
word was spoken of approval or rejection, just an inner
knowledge that in this moment, right now, this is what
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they both desired. Ashley's fingers pushed up the soft skin
of Laura's thighs, caressing every inch with her lips, her breath,
her tongue teasing warm wet circles higher and higher. Laura
moaned her pleasure, her fingertips exploring Ashley's hair, pulling her
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tighter against her, wanting her lips, her tongue to explore
her completely. Ashley paused for a moment at the top
of her thigh, watching the gentle pulsing beneath Laura's panties.
This was a moment she had thought about often, but
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never had the courage to pursue. Hear away from all restrictions,
all inhibitions, this was the moment to experience it. Tracing
her fingers slowly up and down the wet material of
Laura's panties, actually smiled listening to her friend's gen moans,
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knowing for well the desire that must be burning inside,
eventually pulling the material to one side. Her fingers slid
along her lips, teasing them, forcing Laura to raise her hips.
In a desperate need to be fulfilled. To be satisfied, bitch,
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Laura cursed playfully, just eat me, ash Dipping her head,
she traced a long line along the neatly trimmed pubic, air,
pressing gently between her lips. Ashley had tasted her own
pleasure several times and not thought much of it, but
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tasting her friend's warm nectar had an intense taste she
wasn't expecting. Pushing her lips apart, Ashley pressed her tongue
into a waiting pussy, hung eating at her juices. Laura
of rithe beneath her touch, pushing her pussy up tight
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against her lips. The heat of Ashley's breath pummeled her pleasure,
burning through her like a wildfire. Ashley's hands pressed over
her stomach and poured her shirt apart to expose her
friend's soft breasts, grasping them tightly, pinching her nipples between
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finger and thumb. Ash She could feel the sensations in
her friend's body vibrating through her clit Sucking that nub
gently at first, just between her lips, she circled it
slowly before pulling it between her teeth. Knowing the sweet
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wave of pleasure in pain that would be resonating through
a core, her tongue flicked harder, pummeling Laura's clit, whipping
it with savage correct that forced her body to submit
to their desires. Ashley's own body resonated in sympathy with
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her friends. She could feel how swollen her pussy was
desperate for its own attention. Caught between a rock and
a hard place, Ashley was desperate to explore her passion
to orgasm with her friend, but was not ready to
yield the pleasure of massaging her breasts. Suddenly, a wave
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of cool air filled the tent, and Ashley could smell
the heady fragrance of James's cologne. They had discussed her
fantasies many times, but had never agreed to enact it.
A moment of nervous silence filled the tent as time
seemed to stand still. Suddenly, James's grasping Ashley's hips, lifting
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her up, his hard cocks swelling against her cheeks. Without waiting,
he pulled her skirt over her ass, exposing her naked cheeks,
before pressing his cock deep inside her wanton pussy. Somehow,
every stroke of his cock seemed more intense than it
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had before, his erection, more swollen as it pressed along
the walls of her pussy, fucking her with deep, kneedy strokes.
Ashley pushed her hips back against James, willing him deeper,
her tongue pummeling Laura's clit with a vicious desire, willing
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her to be as close to coming as she was
right now. Suddenly, the shock of burning pleasure scorched Ashley's
ass as James repeatedly spanked her, pressing his cock deeper
and harder with every brutal caress. Laura's pussy clutched at
her tongue, her feet pressing into the ground, desperate to
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share this moment of pleasure, for the pair of them
to immerse themselves in their forbidding climax. Suddenly, Laura cried out.
The taste in her pussy changed as her body clenched
in her beautiful orgasm. Just the knowledge of it, the
sensation of it on Ashley's tongue, took her over the edge.
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Her pussy, squeezing hard onto James's cock, forcing his own
orgasm to erupt inside. Ashley's fingers dug into her thighs.
As she stared at her drawing, her initial tentative monochrome
pencil strokes had given over to wide brushstrokes of color.
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The cock she had pulled so heasitantly to draw, so
nervous of the memories it might reignite, pulsed a beautiful,
passionate red. But there was more in amongst the colors
of the tent canvases. There was a spark of something else,
something deeper. Ashley's lips formed a perfect circle as a
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sense of inner realization moved through her mind. Gently, she whispered, oh,
ignoring the sensation of her desire dripping down her thighs.
Ashley quickly stood from her stool, packing her bag with
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pencils and paints, and grabbing her sketch from the eagle.
She rolled it up and hurriedly thanked the model and
teacher and left the studio, Pausing for a moment in
the warmth of the night air, She dug her cellphone
out of her bag and typed a quick imprompture text
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of course, letting off toward her home. James is due
to leave for his night shift soon, and if Ashley
got her timing right, this would be perfect. Each step
home confirmed her determination. She was now a woman with
a passion, a woman with a sense of purpose, every
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step reaffirming the energy she felt for the first time
in years, affirming how truly alife she felt right now
in this moment. So what is Ashley got planned? Is
she going to pack up bags and leave while James
is out at work, or has she got something far
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more salacious in mind? Well you'll just have to tune
in next week to find out. So until then, when
we can get wild in bed all over again, and
always with your pleasure in mind. This is Devil in Wild,
wishing you solacious dreams.
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